Scars Of A Broken Bond

“You two may converse. I shall depart momentarily. Do not prolong your discussion,” the officer announced before gracefully exiting the room, leaving the two women alone.

In the dimly lit chamber, Galilea cast a piercing glare in Sabrina’s direction, a trace of malevolence glinting within her eyes, coupled with a hint of exasperation. “Sabrina, I promised to testify on the second day. How dare you break your promise and call the officer!”

With a wry and sardonic smile, Sabrina pulled her chair closer, positioning herself squarely across from Galilea.

“Isn’t it you who broke your promise? Do you believe I am unaware of your ploys to obstruct the investigation and tip Zeke off? Right from the outset, you harbored no intention to testify!”

Galilea retorted, her voice fraught with incredulity. “This is ridiculous! Zeke was the very criminal who abducted me years ago. How could I possibly inform him?”

Undeterred, Sabrina held her ground, her tone resolute.

have been investigated. A call to Zeke is plainly evident,” Sabrina asserted, punctuating her words with

endeavor to piece together Galilea‘s intricate plan, the station’s technical experts meticulously resurrected fragments of Facebook chats

kidnapping and vehicular accident investigations, the chief vested this case with special scrutiny, stumbling upon Zeke’s number nestled within

grappled with bewilderment, pondering how Galilea could

had engineered Sabrina’s downfall and allowed the kidnapper to

these words reached Galilea’s ears, her countenance froze, betraying her

fixed her gaze upon Galilea and inquired, “I’ve heard from the officer that you

Sabrina, Galilea clenched her teeth

of an attempted rape. Obtaining the victim’s understanding might offer her a slender hope of

being behind the bars, for it would irrevocably mar her career